The raiders had been thorough; an entire farming village wiped out, no survivors. Even if there had been, there was no shelter left, and the snow kept falling. Silence, and the wails of the wind...but as Novo steps away, a child cries.

The lands of Equestria and Gryphonia are being tainted by pollution from human industrialization. With the gryphons threatening with war, can the ponies keep the peace between them and the humans? With the future of Equestria hanging by a thread, can the ponies and gryphons stand up to a technology that is much more advanced than their own? Or will they be doomed to destruction by the hands of man?

Editors: pjabrony, RobertBel98Many thanks to CplHenderson for spicing up my cover art.Character tags will be added as they appear. My first fic, criticism and feedback is welcomed. Human tech is approximately that of 1918